wow, so, i just heard back from hanging loose (obscure lit journal) whom i'd thought had totally forgotten about me and were fuckers, but lo and behold, they accepted 2 out of the 3 pieces i sent (i guess #3, a love song to quilty, was too subjective for their tastes) and paid me the glamorous sum of FIFTEEN DOLLARS in a check. now i am totally gonna not spend it and save it forever because it not only represents my first publication but also the first time i've ben paid for anything resembing work.
what i have been doing: watching allison get stuck with needles as a garter tattoo grows slowly around her thigh.
and: watching LOTS of degrassi and placing bets on who is it that goes in the hospital and flatlines in that one cryptic preview. my money is on terri because i hear that she gets back with her abusive boyfriend also the face sort of looks like hers under the oxygen mask.
also: getting randomly pissed off.
wow, i really can't imagine being one of those people on "real sex". like in this crazy swinger convention they are showing right now where everyone is constantly naked and dancing while using sex toys. didn't that show do a bit on suicidegirls?
oooooh, drag kings. so glad i didn't change the channel! is there anything hotter than a girl in boys' clothes? i'm sorry, no there is not.
why don't these microphone people ever stop me on the street and interview me?
these are the questions i ask myself when i watch "real sex".
oh lord, insane tribal dances. i want to change the channel but maybe there will be sgs. or more drag kings.
i went back to school again. directing scenes were fab but i felt disconnected and ultimately depressed by the whole thing.
oh man, i would love if an sg did a shoot in drag.
speaking of! allison and i (i should really think of a clever, possibly lolita-based nickname to give her. she is lolita-ish.) took some sexed up photos-- mine just for fun, hers for her sg audition. i really want her to make it. i'm like a perverted stage mother.
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i want a girl who never takes off her opera-length gloves.
what i have been doing: watching allison get stuck with needles as a garter tattoo grows slowly around her thigh.
and: watching LOTS of degrassi and placing bets on who is it that goes in the hospital and flatlines in that one cryptic preview. my money is on terri because i hear that she gets back with her abusive boyfriend also the face sort of looks like hers under the oxygen mask.
also: getting randomly pissed off.
wow, i really can't imagine being one of those people on "real sex". like in this crazy swinger convention they are showing right now where everyone is constantly naked and dancing while using sex toys. didn't that show do a bit on suicidegirls?
oooooh, drag kings. so glad i didn't change the channel! is there anything hotter than a girl in boys' clothes? i'm sorry, no there is not.
why don't these microphone people ever stop me on the street and interview me?
these are the questions i ask myself when i watch "real sex".
oh lord, insane tribal dances. i want to change the channel but maybe there will be sgs. or more drag kings.
i went back to school again. directing scenes were fab but i felt disconnected and ultimately depressed by the whole thing.
oh man, i would love if an sg did a shoot in drag.
speaking of! allison and i (i should really think of a clever, possibly lolita-based nickname to give her. she is lolita-ish.) took some sexed up photos-- mine just for fun, hers for her sg audition. i really want her to make it. i'm like a perverted stage mother.
...
i want a girl who never takes off her opera-length gloves.
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it's a good place to be, yes?
-lostarchitect